Inside the men's room two guys are doing a slut, one with a dick in her ass, the other with his dick down her throat. Guys are walking around them to ...iss and some just give up and piss all over the woman.When the champagne and slut arrive at their tables, the birthday boy is toasted and they all drink up. Their expressionless slut is put face down on one of the tables and the guys sit around fondling and sucking her tits and fingering her ass and cunt. She's a bit old for their taste, probably. There was Sue masturbating and moaning as she rubbed her cunt and nipples in the office then walked naked into the company boardroom. Sue burst into tears, "you bastard" she sobbed. "What have I done to you"? I’ve told you once already you daft bitch, your late and bloody useless input to my board reports cost me my job and I really-really needed that to go well for me. And you disrespected me every day by tossing it off and gossiping while I had to cover for your uselessness". Rob remained. I was surprised when Colleen shared the bank statements. Other than essentials, Carol hardly ever spent money, especially on herself. Her wardrobe was dated, clean, pressed, and ready for use. The dresser was neat, organized and spotless. Her bathroom showed signs of recent use. She must have been getting ready to go out when the shooters showed up.The instant those evil bastards popped into my head, I couldn't get them out. Jack chose a very bad time to call, and I unloaded on him. "Have you. In desperation, I turned to my vacuum cleaner. It's been in such heavy use this month that, in hindsight, the breakdown was inevitable. It's over fifty years old and not really designed for that kind of debris. But it helped. I would turn it on and sit in bed, holding the warm, purring casing in my arms, waiting for that comfortingly familiar climax. I know that it's not a solution, but it took the edge off the pain, for a while.When it broke, everything fell apart again. Last night, I couldn't.